A couple of fine posts here, send_oil_please. I read them with interest.send_oil_please wrote:HA - AND ONE SONG === Sympathy for the Devil. Best History Lesson in 5 minutes you'll ever listen to IMHO.
THE ROLLING STONES lyrics - "Sympathy For The Devil"
Please allow me to introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste
I've been around for a long, long year
Stole many a man's soul and faith
And I was 'round when Jesus Christ
Had his moment of doubt and pain
Made damn sure that Pilate
Washed his hands and sealed his fate
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game
I stuck around St. Petersburg
When I saw it was a time for a change
Killed the czar and his ministers
Anastasia screamed in vain
I rode a tank
Held a general's rank
When the blitzkrieg raged
And the bodies stank
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name, oh yeah
Ah, what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah
I watched with glee
While your kings and queens
Fought for ten decades
For the gods they made
I shouted out,
"Who killed the Kennedys?"
When after all
It was you and me
Let me please introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste
And I laid traps for troubadours
Who get killed before they reached Bombay
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah, get down, baby
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
But what's confusing you
Is just the nature of my game
Just as every cop is a criminal
And all the sinners saints
As heads is tails
Just call me Lucifer
Cause I'm in need of some restraint
So if you meet me
Have some courtesy
Have some sympathy, and some taste
Use all your well-learned politesse
Or I'll lay your soul to waste, um yeah
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, um yeah
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, um mean it, get down
Woo, who
Oh yeah, get on down
Oh yeah
Oh yeah!
Tell me baby, what's my name
Tell me honey, can ya guess my name
Tell me baby, what's my name
I tell you one time, you're to blame
Ooo, who
Ooo, who
Ooo, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Oh, yeah
What's me name
Tell me, baby, what's my name
Tell me, sweetie, what's my name
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Oh, yeah
Heineken wrote:.... I've thought of starting some sort of agrarian, hippie-esque community here when my parents are gone, but it's probably just idle dreaming . . . impractical . . . dangerous . . . crazy.
Of course the barflies are going to shrug off the guy who tells them 'bout The End of Everything. We could probably do an analysis of all the different types of situations in which Person A tells Person B about Peak Oil. The permutations are extensive. The crackpot in the bar is just one of many dynamics this can fall under. Then again, the "what's really going to happen" factor is still an unknown. Trouble, certainly, TEOTWAWKI, maybe. Let's consider a scene in a classy drinking establishment and a conversation with Person B who happens to be an educated individual:send_oil_please wrote:
I like dealing with disbelief now. When people say The Mother of All Energy Crises is just in my head I say, "you Dis go on Believin' dat if you want but I'm sticking to my story" and then turn away and order one burbon, one scotch and one beer.
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